Anger's Heartbreak Ch. 2
Disclaimer. I don't own anything recognizable in this story as belonging to Kripke and I am not making a profit from writing it.
Author's Note: OOPS, I should have mentioned that Sammy is thirteen and Dean is seventeen in this story
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John awoke early the next morning ready to get to work. He went to his sons room and shouted. "Time to get up boys, the day's a wasting." Dean and Sammy both groaned as they rolled over and opened their eyes to see that it was still dark outside. Dean glanced over at the clock.Dean wasn't an early riser and voiced his displeasure at being woke so early. "Dad, it's only five thirty in the morning. Couldn't you just let us sleep for a little while longer?" "You've slept late enough" replied John. "Get your lazy behinds out of bed so we can go get some breakfast."Dean and Sam both crawled out of bed not wanting to incur their dad's wrath. As he walked to his duffle bag to get some clean clothes, Sam cleared his throat rather loudly.Dean looked over at his brother with concern. "You okay Sammy?" he asked.."Yeah, M'okay" said Sammy. "My throat just feels a little funny."
"It's probably from breathing in all that dust while we were cleaning last night. Rinse your mouth with some warm salt water, that should help" said Dean already beginning to pack his things.
Sam walked into the bathroom and stripped down to take a shower. It felt good to have the warm water falling over his body as he relaxed under the soothing spray. Suddenly he heard someone beating on the bathroom door.
"Wrap it up Sammy, I want to be on the road in five minutes" shouted John through the bathroom door.
Sam rolled his eyes. "This is just freaking great, he's already on my ass. It's gonna be a long day!" muttered Sam as he turned off the shower. Sam quickly dressed and walked out into the room.
"About damn time boy, your brother already got your gear and carried it out to the car since you decided to take so long in the shower" growled John as he grabbed Sam by the arm and shoved him towards the door.
John and Sam walked down the rickety steps and climbed into the sleek, black Impala where Dean was already waiting for them. John started the engine and drove them into town to the local diner where he ordered pancakes, scrambled eggs, sausage, bacon and orange juice for everybody without asking the boys what they wanted to eat.
"Jeez dad" said Dean, 'I'm a big boy you know. I can order for myself."
"Can it Dean" said John with exasperation in his voice. "I'm in no mood for your crap today."
Dean looked at Sammy with an expression that said "Look out little brother, he's in a bitchy mood."
The waitress brought their meals to the table and both Sam and Dean cleaned their plates knowing that John would accept no less from them.
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After finishing their breakfast, John drove over to the local library so he and the boys could do some research into the killings occurring in the woods just outside of Billings.
They walked up the stairs into the old library and headed to the periodicals section to check the old news articles to see what they could find. John put a stack of articles in front of each boy before getting some for himself.
"Okay, you boys know what to do. Look for any suspicious deaths where the body was found to be mutilated or in an a state of decay. I want names, dates, anything that will help us to figure out what has been causing the deaths."
"Yes sir" both boys replied in unison as they got to work doing research.
After about two hours of looking through old newspapers, Dean was becoming bored. He surreptitiously looked up to see his father thoroughly engrossed in his research. He pulled a half eaten bag of M&M's from the pocket of his jacket and tossed one at Sammy, hitting him in the head.
Upon feeling something hitting him in the head, Sam glared over at Dean and mouthed "Stop it" not wanting to draw attention to himself or Dean. Dean just looked at Sammy and gave him a wicked grin as he tossed another piece of candy at his brother.
Without looking up at his children, John asked "Do I need to take you boy out back for a little talk?" He had seen what was going on and he didn't like his children shirking their responsibilities.
"No Sir" both boys replied to their father's question as Dean looked at Sammy and mouthed "I'm sorry." He hadn't meant to get Sammy in trouble too, he was just bored and acted without thinking about it.
After John felt like he had enough information written down in his journal, he called an end to the research and led his boys out of the library. Upon entering the bright sunlight, Sam groaned from the pain that he immediately felt in his eyes. He raised his hand to shield them to ebb the flow of pain.
"Something wrong Sammy? Asked John at hearing his youngest child groaning.
"Not really sir, my eyes just hurt a little" He said as he shielded them from the sun.
John shook his head at Sam's low tolerance for pain. "Suck it up Sammy, you need to learn to deal with a little pain. You don't ever hear Dean complaining when he feels a little pain do you?"
"No sir" said Sam feeling like a cry baby. How come dad always manage to make me feel like a three year old every time he opened his mouth to say something he thought.
Dean could see the hurt that John's words had caused and hated the way his dad compared Sammy to him. Why couldn't their dad realize that Sammy was his own person? Couldn't he see how special Sammy was in his own unique way. Hell, the kid was a whiz at researching and he made straight A's in school.
Dean was brought out of his thoughts when John told him to get in the car. As he climbed in, he looked in the back seat to see that Sammy had slouched down in the car and refused to look at him. He knew that Sammy most likely had tears streaming down his face from the malicious words his dad had said to him.
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Upon returning back to the house where they were staying, Sam climbed out of the car and winced from the pain that spiked through his eyes once again making sure that he didn't make an audible sound of pain. He quickly walked towards the house to get out of the bright sunlight that was bothering his eyes.
Dean was concerned to see the wince of pain on Sammy's face when he climbed out of the Impala. He didn't know what was going on, but he was definitely going to find out.
As he carried his and Sam's stuff into the house, he looked around and didn't see Sammy anywhere. He walked into their bedroom to put their gear away and saw Sammy lying on the mattress with a washcloth across his eyes.
"Sammy what's wrong, and don't you dare tell me it's nothing" Dean said as he walked over and sat down beside his brother.
"I don't know Dean, for some reason my eyes are hurting and the sunlight just seems to make it worse."
"Let me see" Dean said as he pulled the washcloth away from Sam's eyes.
Sam opened his eyes and looked at his brother. Dean could see that they were red and irritated.
"I'm going to get the Visine from the first aid kit" he said as he stood up. "I'll be right back."
Dean walked out of the house and opened the trunk of the Impala. He opened the red first aid kit and searched through the contents until he found the Visine eye wash. He also took out some Tylenol to give his brother to help with the pain he was feeling. He returned to the bedroom and flushed Sammy's eyes out and recovered them with the cloth before giving his brother two pills from the Tylenol bottle.
"Get some sleep Sammy" he said. "I'll cover things for you with dad."
"Thanks Dean" said Sammy as he rolled to his side putting his palms up to his eyes to make it darker in the room.
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John looked up from his research as he heard Dean walk into the kitchen. "Where's your brother?" he said as Dean walked over to the refrigerator.
"He's in the bedroom. I told him to get some sleep" Dean said in answer to his father's question.
"Damn it Dean, the kid in never going to grow up if you keep babying him. He needs to learn to carry his weight in this family and not whine every time he has a boo-boo."
Dean turned around and glared at his father. "Well if you would have bothered to listen to Sammy for once, you would have seen how irritated his eyes are and known that something REALLY was wrong with him."
John stood up abruptly. "Don't you use that tone of voice with me young man. I am your father and you WILL respect me."
"I'm sorry dad, I didn't mean to be disrespectful. It's been a long day and I'm worried about Sammy."
"Well just don't let it happen again" said John "I'll go check on your brother."
Before John could leave the room, Dean said "He was almost asleep when I left the room. I think we should just let him sleep. It might help with whatever is irritating his eyes right now."
"Okay" agreed John. "Just make sure he doesn't sleep the whole day away. We're going out into the woods tonight and I want to make sure he's up and ready to go on the hunt."
"Yes sir, I'll have him ready to go when you're ready." Dean left his father finish his research and went back to the room that he shared with Sammy. He opened the door quietly so he wouldn't disturb his baby brother and walked over to lay down on his own mattress. He was going to keep a close eye on Sammy and comfort him whenever he needed it whether their dad liked it or not.
TBC
So Sammy has a slight sore throat and eye pain when exposed to bright light. Just what is happening to the youngest Winchester? The action will start soon!!